Shakespeare In 5B.

(Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him well, Horatio.

.... Where now his jibes, his songs, his gambols,

his flashes of merriment?

           Hamlet  Act V Scene 1)

(chap  1. a man or boy.

                     2. lower jaw or cheek.

     Oxf. Dict. )

 Behold me,

an inky schoolgirl, anew boyfriendless,

freshly jilted, by my swain foresworn,

 by my good fella duly dumped.

Indeed, I be, for the nonce, i' the dumps,

and doubtless I must mourn my lot awhile,

in the part where life has cast me

play out my allotted stint, see out the run,

till time and chance relieve me of the role,

and that they will I am pretty sure,

in fact, as sure as I am pretty,

a pretty player, at least a player,

if on an often somewhat shaky stage.

Meantime, alas,

a never-far-from jesting lass,

I find me, as poor Yorick,

 chapless.

Hah!