Answer:
What can be forever wound up but never annoyed?
We are five little objects of an everyday sort. You will find us all in a tennis court.
You seek it out, when your hunger is ripe. It sits on four legs, and smokes a pipe.
Metal or bone I may be, many teeth I have and always bared. Yet my bite harms no one. And ladies delight in my touch.
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.