Sheik cog go - Illogical jumbled kooky literary mashup

The following figurative liquidation,
indication, fabrication and concatenation
of one non-sequitur after another
from an amalgamated
steely eyed mettlesome genetic alloy
as a socially introverted little boy,
who attached himself like a barnacle
to mother's apron strings
I did insecurely cling
(static free) and cloy
until stem to stern measure
for measure she did deploy,
particularly as yours truly
got older as the son
of a Norwegian bachelor farmer
evinced nary an ambition
to seek gainful employ
instead envisioned himself
as Little Lord Fauntleroy
(at the court of King Crimson),
cuz he stood out
like a sore thumb
as if mistakenly hit with a hammer
(think) Gilderoy
Lockhart, what with being
endowed with ample hirsute trait
covering and camouflaging
his pumpkin sized noggin,
which sprouted and sported
an abundant carrot top
that found me standing out
among the hoi polloi
Woolworth living deceptively
amassing Penny's on the dollar
as part and parcel
of the peeping Tom Tom Club
held for ransom
incognito by town villain
clothed as qua "sheep
in wolf's clothing"
(or "wolf in sheep's clothing")
formative and impressionable years
spent under the ken
really transexual Barbie
dolled up guise of an Iroquois,
as a gullible bobbing buoy,
who loathed being forced
to live as a singular landlubber
amidst a madding crowd,
receiving accolades good and plenty
in accordance with donning role
videlicet return of the native son,
courtesy treated like royalty
when occasionally released
from the bonds of penury,
once upon a time
poor rich kid Straight Outta Compton,
but upon being born
vicious rumors spread like wildfire
mistaken as faux
Christ child reincarnate
(crowned as a thorny heady issue)
linkedin as veritable changeling
unwittingly switched at birth
as a as "a riddle, wrapped
in a mystery, inside an enigma,"
apparently jokingly hashtagged
as saint Matthew Scott Harris
by scant few who knew
the secret of my immaculate conception,
nevertheless who play acted
and feigning mistakenly fawning over
costing a buck two eighty
to be granted sneak peek
sans doe eyed beautiful
bouncing bubblicious baby boy
darling  from Darjeeling
birthed to a dirt poor
unwed mother clucker,
but surreptitiously whisked away
courtesy Man of the Mancha,
a middling meretricious fellow
whose stock in trade
peddling baubles
from one village to another
when as a frequent flyer,
he boarded the first plane to America
unknowingly bound for Chicago
glistening in the wakefulness
of Lake Michigan,
one of the five Great Lakes,
situated on its southwestern shore,
providing the city
with extensive waterfront parks,
beaches, and a significant
recreational and transportation hubbub
busy as a beehive -
your yer senses
will get maxed out on stimulation,
a veritable feast of sights and sounds
evolving from
a Native American portage point
to a major U.S. city thanks
to its role as a transportation hub
connecting waterways and railroads,
fueled by waves of immigration,
and marked by the transformative
Great Fire of 1871, leading
to iconic skyline
and enduring economic power
as a center for trade,
industry, and innovation.