A Parkside Christmas Poem
At a time so serene and so tranquil as this,
it seems right we should ponder, we should reminisce
about weeks that have passed — that were such a delight
ere the chiming of sleigh bells resounds through the night.
So we start with a talk by a legend, a star,
a wizard of code with this je ne sais quoi,
on Git operations, on push and on pull,
on security bugs of which systems were full.
Nik told us what’s new and how DevOps should work
and builds be deployed so no dangers would lurk.
And shortly thereafter a visage appeared,
a face that was new and thenceforth commandeered
as an Owner of Products all things that are Scrum
and all sprints and all backlogs which are yet to come.
One daren’t misjudge even one estimation
lest wrath be unleashed, or great trepidation.
In other adventures and other pursuits,
we want to help talents and IT recruits.
Thus Juan, our Angular guru, took part
in the ngGirls workshop for women whose heart
skips a beat for all coding and buffers and strings,
for objects and enums and many more things.
Then without much delay we were given once more
an Academy talk we’d been all waiting for,
where Takwa so aptly described and explained
how in PicMonkey’s text rendering she was trained.
So she showed us how letters of pixels are made
and the nuts and the bolts and the tricks of the trade.
As part of this series of merry events,
we are happy to blazon abroad that we hence
will have one other talent as part of this team,
one that we value and highly esteem.
He’s made a return, has been intern before —
rejoice! — for Michael’s at Parkside once more!
But for now, our story, it is at an end
and thus our very best wishes we send
to whoever’s been with us, whoever shall be
and whoever this horrible poem will see.
We wish you a Christmas with presents aplenty,
we hope you tune in for 2020!