Next day, the dawn was a brilliant fiery red

And I wandered though the weird and lurid landscape of another planet

While the vegetation which gives Mars its red appearance had taken root on Earth

As Man had succumbed to the Martians

So our land now succumbed to the Red Weed

Wherever there was a stream, the Red Weed clung and grew with frightening voraciousness

Its claw-like fronds choking the movement of the water

And then it began to creep like a slimy red animal across the land

Covering field and ditch and tree and hedgerow with living scarlet feelers

Crawling, crawling