I Think I Need a Shoehorn

So, while we’re on the subject of unexpected but successful glides, next up is clearly Mr. Sullenberger.

Abraca-guardia,
Sully the magic man
Vanished some gooses
Right into the blue.

And as a finale, he
Hudsonofbitchingly
Conjured from nowhere an
Airbus canoe.

Volcanic ash having been on my mind of late, I felt like I needed to do this:

Galunggung-Ballunggung,
City of Edinburgh.
Powerless, windowless,
Taking a dive.

But captain and crew instead
Trigonometrically
Crawled up a badger’s arse;
Landed alive!