Put a few minutes into this. Found it interesting, but hard to keep up the near-sounding rhymes. "Near sounding" being "worst" and "first", "second" and "questioned", "day" and "may" "say" "hey", et al. Just a rewrite of the poem isn't hard enough.
For the worst pay of business, My job entitled me,
To a 486-33.
I questioned, "may, i miss this?" And looked for a NIC free
To turn into a hub,
They heard me say, "i'll risk this" And would not let it be,
Freedom does depend,
On who my words do rub,
And on my 486-33.
Of course, hey the trick is, keep them away from me,
For me to be insured,
And free of raving hands,
Of whomever wants my hub,