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.
About this rhyme
A riddle in the old philosophical style: it asks what God never sees, what a king rarely sees, and what ordinary people see all the time. The answer is an equal, someone exactly like yourself. It is a good one to talk through rather than rush, since the logic takes a moment to land even for grown-ups.
Public domain. Text from The Real Mother Goose (Blanche Fisher Wright, 1916), via Project Gutenberg. View the source edition