Sheik cog go - Illogical jumbled kooky literary mashup

a mishmash confabulation of nonsensical words.

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 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.