We Are Mansfield !

October 15, 2019


A poem written by Farmilo Primary and Nursery School Year 6 (10 & 11 year olds) and Jamie Thrasivoulou Poet


We are Mansfield,
strong like Stags.
We. Are. Mansfield.

Home to the oldest football ground,
Football crowds sing loud and proud,
World Cup winners graced our grass,
And Sandy Pate showed his class.

Yellow and blue,
Represents our crew,
Glistening the pitch with victory.

We are Mansfield.

Sherwood Forest, the home of Robin Hood,
The Major Oak stands tall and proud.
Rob from the rich,
give to the poor,
He’s our Robin Hood, get your hands off!

We. Are. Mansfield.


Our Market is our beating heart,
Penny Farthings rolling out,
Sorby Buxton is our Picasso,
Now our museum displays them all.

We are Mansfield.


There’s a demand for our sand,
Its celebrity status improves the land!
Isolated coal mines abandoned on hilltops,
Missing the workers’ dirty hands and sweaty bodies,
The coal was our town’s supply,
Helping all the families survive.


We are Mansfield.

A slinky that springs back from good and bad,
Machines turning, people learning,
An education by Royal approval,
Teamwork is key,
We are the place to be.

We are Mansfield.


Our heritage of creativity,
A history of industry,
Metal Box towers over the forest,
Linney words go round the world,
A slice of Mansfield with your brew.

Made in Mansfield.


ShoeCo made the shoes,
to warm your chilly feet,
Brewery hops filled the air,
We’re proud of our town,

A family, not a community.
A home, not a destination.

A place to spend your finest days in.
We are one.

Together, we are Mansfield,
Man’s best friend,
We ARE Mansfield.

And We. LOVE. Mansfield.

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