Limerick

I'm writing a blog post in limerick
(Though I fear that it might seem a gimmick)
So readers, beware
It might lose its flair
And then you might give me a dropkick.

I'm learning a role for the summer.
It keeps me from having good slumber.
Italian is hard.
And my brain feels like lard
From taking in words like a dumpster.

My future right now is uncertain.
It's obscured by a magical curtain.
There's talk of more school
But it's "grad" so it's cool.
And I guess there are worse ways of hurtin'.