These are the verses of a bright and rather witty young man who- in a wry way- is disillusioned with American life. What he chooses to satirize are chiefly the commonplaces of everyday living-- the morning shave, breakfast, lunch, our hurried pace. There is no great depth here- or intricacy of form. Gibson uses a rhymed couplet-similar to Pope's- which lends itself to the caricature of externals. If the satire is perhaps youthful- and callow- it is at least a refreshing change, although a market will still be hard to find.