Answer:
Autumn leaves and bad bowlers wreak havoc on this
What an fill a room but takes up no space?
You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
Though I have neither legs nor feet, my use is for to go; Although I cannot speak, I tell what others want to know
I'm full of holes, yet I'm full of water.
Break me and I am better immediately set and harder to be broken again.