In London's city streets, a man did dwell,
Ricky Sawyer, a "beauty consultant" to tell,
He injected dermal fillers with skill and with flair,
To make bottoms bigger, a beauty to share.
But his methods were risky, his procedures unkind,
He'd inject up to 1,000ml, a perilous find,
His office block was rented, a temporary place,
Where he'd perform surgeries with a smile on his face.
The BBC investigated, and what they did find,
Was a man who broke laws, and left clients in a bind,
They submitted their findings to the court with a plea,
To stop Ricky Sawyer, and set the beauty world free.
A judge granted an injunction, a ban so divine,
From carrying out procedures, until 2028's shine,
The court heard evidence, of injuries so severe,
Like serious knife crime, a sight to fear.
The lawyer for Trafford Council, James Parry so fine,
Told the judge of the suffering, and the injuries so unkind,
The judge agreed, and the order was made with care,
To prevent further harm, and show Ricky Sawyer he'd dare.
The injunction prohibits, all invasive procedures too,
Including BBLs, and any equipment to do,
Antibiotics and more, are now off-limits to him,
Unless prescribed for himself, no more cosmetic whim.
A power of arrest, is now attached to the order so grand,
Police may arrest Ricky, without a warrant in hand,
He's given 21 days, to challenge the injunction so bright,
But for now, he's banned, and the beauty world's in sight.
Ashley's story's one, of a client so brave and so true,
She travelled from Liverpool, to London to see Ricky anew,
But the pain was instant, and she nearly did faint,
And Ricky was covered, in blood, what a terrible saint.
She left the clinic, barely able to walk,
And three days later, she was rushed to the hospital's talk,
An infection so severe, she could have died without aid,
But thanks to the doctors, she's made a full recovery, and her story's been said.