A short riddle rhyme built for guessing aloud. The answer is an equal: something God has none of, a king rarely sees, and the rest of us meet every day. Good for building a child's ear for wordplay.
From Mother Goose / Nursery Rhymes (traditional). See the whole collection.
Read my riddle, I pray.
What God never sees,
What the king seldom sees,
What we see every day.
Public domain. Text from The Real Mother Goose (Blanche Fisher Wright, 1916), via Project Gutenberg. View the source edition