Henry Longfellow inspired me to write a whole poem on Microsoft PM, borrowing from his lovely composition. The Village Blacksmith. Disclaimer - this is purely for creative purposes and no money is being made.

So here it is -

In the evergreen state of washington
The Redmond Campus stands;
The PM, a shrewd man is he,
One of the many on this land;
And the grey cells of his sharp brain
Are lithe as rubber bands.

His spec is detailed, signed-off and long,
the whole product spectrum it span
His presentations are jazzy and fun
His scenarios as clear as they can;
And interacts with the whole team,
For he works with every man.

Week in, week out, from morn till night,
You can hear his thoughts flow;
You can see him schedule meetings,
his visio diagrams glow,
Like a rock in the sea
He faces every blow

Customers demanding new features
The requests come to his door;
He hears the product planner demand
He hears the developers roar,
Balancing the schedule and resources
Because ye dil maange more [because everyone wants more]

On weekends he takes the days off,
And parties with girls and boys;
Alls well and fun and frolic,
Till he hears his manager's voice,
New requirements, schedule resets
Adds flavor and the spice

Specing,--designing,--scheduling,
Onward through ship cycle he goes;
Each milestone sees some tasks begin,
Each RTM sees it close
Customer demanded, we provided,
Has earned a nights repose

Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend,
For the lesson thou hast taught!
Each role has its special function
Every one plays his part
Together we create a successful product
That everyone can be proud of

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