Excerpt from "The Work I Do"

Witcher: If a deer wanders into my clearing
Or a parakeet sings near my lake
I'll turn one of them into a dust mop
And the other one into a snake...
It's wicked, and rotten, and nasty
And not very useful, it's true...
But it's my job and I love it.
I'm proud of the work I do!

Frog: Your job? Rottenness is your job?
Witcher: Hey, somebody's gotta do it!