Finger puppet Mozart
From the diary of Antonio Salieri Vienna December 12 1781 Tell me does it ever end?! Just when I thought I was through with that insufferable mouse what do I find on my doorstep this morning? A Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart Finger Puppet! Yes diary a finger puppet in HIS likeness for heaven's sake! There he was -- red coat powdered wig ruffled shirt -- it was almost like I was staring at a 4-inch version of that insipid little man-child. It even bore that I'm a better composer than you expression which brings me such fitful nights even still. Oh I will laugh and pretend I enjoy the joke. But mark my words someone shall pay.