Intelligent Design?

How are bullets and babies the same?  
See how one might be like the other  
In the universal life and death game  
Where one is made by nature's mother,  
And the other by man is created  
For all her domain to endanger  
In a process just as automated  
As a fallopian baby arranger,  
Which like a rifle is a kind of tube,  
And tubes are where things can get stuck  
As in a round hole by a cube  
For a gynecologic cluster fuck...
As bad as when machine guns are jammed,  
And both by plans needing re-diagrammed.