Night Owl or Early Bird?

I like to sit up at night,
To read, listen and write,
I actually have been known to howl,
Cause secretly I'm a wolfie-night-owl,
But then I can do early,
Though I can turn a bit girlie,
Cause I hate the sight of my hair,
First thing, in the bright dawn air,
At least that doesn't matter,
When I'm down the farm,
Not like I'm in the pub for a natter,
Animals don't seem to care,
For once it doesn't matter what I wear,
I can ramble on in the night,
And it doesn't matter if I'm not right,
There is a freedom in being alone,
Because no-one can hear me drone,
Whether it is night or day,
Something always makes me stay,
So, actually, it would seem,
Crepuscular is what I'm deemed.