The Putsch

Vulgar but choral the language emerging 
Meandering slowly with bombast converging 
Brings to crescendo the towering notes 
Plummeting deep with skewed anecdotes  
In lyrics that pull into stark and clear focus 
The twisted, pure stamen of early spring crocus 
Covered in lusty, dusty, gold pollen 
Brewed into honey to sweeten the stollen 
Devoured with beer in swinging beer hall 
By punch drunk fist slingers descending to brawl 
And driven to frenzy by thumping wild beat 
Firing them onward upon their hooved feet 
Collapsed and defeated out in the cold street 
And again in the morrow for all to repeat. 

Adolf Hitler begins his attempted coup d’état of the Weimar Republic, in the Beer Hall Putsch, on this day in 1923.

Voting in the 2016 United States Presidential election, resulting in the election of Donald Trump, took place on this day in 2016.