I feel sorry for you,
Your eyes and the carriage of your shoulders bear testament to your reluctance to undertake (perhaps "carry out" would be better?) the task that you have been set,
But you will do it just the same, you have no choice and neither do I.
Pour balm upon your conscience? Put salve upon the injuries that you fleetingly feel?
Forgive me, I cannot help you right now, for I have wounds to lick.
They're Back! Swifts zinging around!
Angela Rayner lashes out and calls Sunak “pint sized loser”.