The archbishop of Salzburg summoned Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart to his chambers and told him to compose a song but he couldn't pay him much. The economy, you know. Wolfgang protested, but to no avail. So, off he went head down dejectedly.
Meanwhile, for days, the archbishop waited and waited and waited for his masterpiece. Finally, after three months he was about to call the guards to bring in his composer by force if necessary when in sauntered Mozart bearing some sheet music.
"So, I see you are able to create even without a bag of gold Florins. Let me take a look," the prelate commanded.
Mozart handed over the sheet music. It was devoid of any notes or scales.
The archbishop was perplexed.
"What's this," he asked?
"Eine Kleine Nichtmusik."