Answer:
We are five little objects of an everyday sort, You will find us all in a tennis court.
Thirty men and ladies two, gathered for a festive do; Dressed quite formal, black and white; soon movement turned to nasty fight.
Bright as diamonds, Loud as thunder, Never still, A thing of wonder.
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
Pirates put their booty in it.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?