For As - Age Matters

I gotta tell you something, Mate, let's not postpone, it cannot wait. Remember yesterday's debate? About mere male, his likely fate? Well, I for one, now near the gate where age resumes a steady state, (no, it is nothing I just ate) , I've sailed right through my recent date perhaps I ought to illustrate the time we hugged, there by the gate while I, I had to micturate, you know, it does humiliate, my God it sure was getting late, no plans though to inseminate well trust me, do! At any rate: a woman blooms at thirty-eight!