Answer:
What is not a ball but yet a sphere, and holds all lands and people year after year?
Made of ten but two we make, When assembled others quake, Five apart and we are weak, Five together havoc wreak. What are we?
It's tough as nails, Or soft as snow. People use it for their rink, Some just put in their drink.
When I type I tap these on the keys
Where can you find roads without cars, forests without trees and cities without houses?
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.