Answer:
As round as an apple. As deep as a cup. All the king's horses can't pull it up.
We are five little objects of an everyday sort, You will find us all in a tennis court.
What moves without seeing and cries without eyes?
What is that you will break everytime you name it?
The ones who see it may go blind, Contracting the fool's madness. You have to dig to find it, Crush big stones or mine it. Wash dirt clumps in a pan and wait for it to settle, A shiny, precious metal.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?