The TAIL of Paul McGuinness

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I've never laughed so hard!

Cujo, I admire your insanity. :bow:

You should write more poems!
 
Day trippin with Paul

Majestic peaks and mountainous scenes
Further accentuate his forehead sheen.
For we summit the peak as hiking fiends,
the world?s foremost day trippin? machines,
Laying down the path for the McGuinness love regime?

The sherpas tell us that we are insane,
to ascend this love mountain near Brisbane.
Firstly, because it is of reckless disdain,
And to a mere mortal quite dearranged,
Secondly, who knew Australia had a mountain range?

We made it nonetheless
To the top with minimal duress
Planted our flag and symbolic manliness
And set up camp for a night so ominous
with our lives laid out in the starry cloudiness.

I looked up at Paul with glimmering fervent
To catch a glimpse of his thoughts so intent?
Captivating my attention without relent
And then I realized that I was lacking dissent
For Paul?s the only man who could pitch my tent...
 
cujo said:
Day trippin with Paul

Laying down the path for the McGuinness love regime?

Planted our flag and symbolic manliness

I looked up at Paul with glimmering fervent

For Paul?s the only man who could pitch my tent...

lmfao

simply amazing.
 
"A Tale of Woe"

He left me, oh, for cujo
for cujo
for cujo
He left me, oh, for cujo
did my darling P McG

I miss my tubby Paulie
my Paulie
my Paulie
I miss my chubby Paulie
I wish he did miss me

But now he loves another
another, another
I can see them, still, together
my Paul and his new love

It wasn't all that long ago
I came home to find them at it
It wasn't all that long ago
They were busy in the attic
I thought it was the cat up there
making all that noise
but it was old home-wrecking cujo,
messing with my boy

It wasn't all that long ago
that Paul did share my love...
we shared everything, oh everything
but now my balding prince is gone

My darling Paul McG
My lovely Paul Mc G
Oh please come home to me,
My sexy Paul
 
Alas, yet another has arrived to honor the one who is McGuiness with poetry and fine rhyming.

Beauty, thy name is Paul. I just can't get Eno-ugh of you.
 
Bbug said:
but now my balding prince is gone

I admit that strapping lad left you wrong,
a shell of a man with a woeful song;
but dear Bbug you must realize that he's gone...
never again will you set eyes on the lawn,
where he sunbathes in his eclectic collection of thongs.
 
'Ramblings of a Psychopathic Ninja'

Yeah I dig Eno and I dig Flood,
But compared to McGuinness, they're both duds.
Paul's got style, and Paul's got grace,
Paul's got the hottest little sexy flabby ace.

I wanna give Paulie props
I wanna call Paulie pops
I wanna let him 'manage' me
I wanna let him climb my tree
I wanna be his one and only
What's it like havin' a Roni?

I just quoted my wigga Vanilla Ice,
and wasnt it so very very nice?
I'll quote him again in this melody,
Anything less than the best is a felony.
I know that's true of Paul,
I want him for the long haul.
But I know that just wont go,
Cause Paul's getting down with that slut Cujo
 
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u2popmofo said:
'Ramblings of a Psychopathic Ninja'

Yeah I dig Eno and I dig Flood,
But compared to McGuinness, they're both duds.
Paul's got style, and Paul's got grace,
Paul's got the hottest little sexy flabby ace.

I wanna give Paulie props
I wanna call Paulie pops
I wanna let him 'manage' me
I wanna let him climb my tree
I wanna be his one and only
What's it like havin' a Roni?

I just quoted my wigga Vanilla Ice,
and wasnt it so very very nice?
I'll quote him again in this melody,
Anything less than the best is a felony.
I know that's true of Paul,
I want him for the long haul.
But I know that just wont go,
Cause Paul's getting down with that slut Cujo


AND you made fun of cujo!
 
*sigh* His eclectic thongs...so sexy! Just one of the things I miss most about having Paul around the house. I shall try to do them justice:

polka dot or floral print
blue or green or yellow
they perfectly accentuate
my favourite handsome fellow
My only question this one:
why not just reveal it all?!
why must you hide your charms so,
darling Paul??
 
I Want to Defy the Logic of Our Sex Laws:

Running through the yard so free
we stole the show with reckless glee
jumping the fence towards Mezzanine three,
to the courts of Wimbledon we excitedly flee...
to flaunt our manhoods with undaunted authority!

In pursuit were those Bobbies from the cities
to protect the Queen's eyes from Paul's biggies...
No thongs, no bikinis
not even those g-string thingys,
just plain old naked without the skivvies...

So we came to the Royal box
to unleash the beasts contained by socks,
to show the world our hidden family rocks...
but alas the queen's heirs served as blocks
and Prince Charle's cheeks turned red from shocks.

Soon, arrested and charged was I
for exposure and defacement in the public eye;
Paul escaped and to another day will try...
Oh well, I can go to prison not shy
ready for a conjugal mile with my Paul guy!
 
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to the courts of Wimbledon we excitedly flee...
to flaunt our manhoods with undaunted authority!


LMFAO :lmao:

gets better with every poem.
 
Zooreka He's Got it:

I had the euforic sense of duty
to please that PMcG booty,
forgetting fortuneless futility
in the pursuit of his tempting suitability,
on the trip to the Zoo station facility.

My advances were understandably strong
in the presence of his bountiful thong,
but who wouldn't predict a crush so long
after seeing him soon expose his wrong
on the trail on which the Zoo belong?d.

Along the way, some members were talking trash
that they were the ones with the biggest brass...
Although Paul be not normally the showman alas,
Adam, Edge, Larry, and Bono coaxed him to whip out his bass.
The stage was set for a nocturnal house display of class.

We for certain didn't have time to smell the flowers
for a contest was to be settled between the bowsers
(to determine which member excited PLEBA's arousers)
but us insiders knew the contest outcome for hours...
that the biggest snake was to be found within Paul's trousers.
 
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(I like the idea of Paul in a thong I guess)

"Picnic with Paulie"

A day at the park
so languorously
did we sit and eat in the sun
how could I know
this meal that we shared
it was to be our last one
Oh Paul you wore a halter
to show off your ample moobs
but I fear that I sulked
in one of my dreadful moods
Away you walked
in only your black meshy thong
looking for cujo
were you, all along

I munched on a sandwich
Peanut butter, it was
and napped till I finally woke
It was dark out and dewy
and nowhere to be found
were you-- my handsome bloke
I'd lost you forever
Alone now I'll roam
forever missing our happy home
and wandering, looking
for that perfect guy
with the moobs and the hairline
to catch my green eyes

oh will he ever come?
I suppose he will not
for Paul-- you were one to remember!
Keeping me warm the whole winter long
even through frigid december
I miss you, my sweet
as you travel the world
with your band
I saw you on E!
and my heart broke once more
I saved your red thong
it hangs now on my wall
come back, please, and don it again!
 
To: lardencelover

Mock the Cradle of love
Mock the Cradle of love
and even Paul's rug
how dare you so smug
talk down on bbug
about our mutual love drug... uh huh, uh huh

Mock the Cradle of love
Mock the Cradle of love
oh wait I'm a fool for this
just trying to cure my fix
without a hint of guitar lick
whom I kidding...I'm a prick... uh huh, uh huh

*solo by Steve Stevens to fill the void, oh yes*

Oh Lardencelover, I'll do my best to avoid thee... maybe it's time to jet on the Georgia Turnpike... time for the devil to pay his fee.

(damn tollbooths)
 
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"Hey Paul"

Hey Paul, you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind
Hey Paul, Hey Paul.

I dig Mr. Eno,
He looks like Mr. Cleano.
But the guy I really want is Mr. Paul McG oh.

Hey Paul, you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind
Hey Paul, Hey Paul.

I really love your booty
It is so nice and cutie
If I just could grab it, you know I'd do my duty.

Hey Paul, you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind
Hey Paul, Hey Paul.
 
More slash, less poems.

That would suit my fancy in a major way.
 
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