Sax Man's Noise Ban Is Thrown Out

In Bradford town, a saxophonist did play,
David Trevor Wilkinson, in a musical way.
But the council stepped in, with a noise abatement sign,
Telling him to stop, or face the decline.

He was a pro, with years of practice and skill,
But the council said no, and gave him a chill.
An hour and a half, was all he was allowed,
Within a five-hour period, on weekdays, so proud.

But then came a letter, with a prohibition so grand,
No saxophone playing, at his Idle land.
It was counterintuitive, the council did say,
In a City of Culture year, what a strange way.

The council was caught, with no one to defend,
Their case was weak, and their argument did end.
Mr Morris said "it's a unilateral decision, so rare,
A mistake was made, and we must show we care."

Mr Raja apologized, with a sheepish little grin,
His colleague was on leave, and he was left to spin.
He didn't have the papers, to oppose the appeal,
So the magistrates agreed, and the notice did fail.