Because he was perfectly, perfectly dry.
’Twas shocking in one of exalted degree,
With his ‘Pour a drop more,
Encore and encore,’
’Twas painfully sad for the monarch of B.,
As thirsty was he
As a fish from the sea,
As thirsty, as thirsty, as thirsty could be.
His ministers tried to relieve him at first
With coffee and tea