I’m dreaming of a LX-7!
Unlike the flashers I used to know
Where the fish come swimming,
and fishermen listen
To see colored lines on the display
I’m dreaming of a New MarCum
With every fishing trip I take
May your limits be merry and filled
And may all your graph lines be red
I’m dreaming of a New Graphic Display
With every fishing hole I drill
May your days be lively and brite
And may all your catches be catfish.
MERRY CHRISTMAS ALL! HO! HO! HO!!