Marge didn't want to change herself drastically, but thought she knew enough to perk herself up. She pulled out her wand and aimed it at her beehive hairdo, "Sky of blue, make me new." POOF! A cloud of smoke went up. Marge coughed and when she recovered, she didn't feel any different. "Maybe it's a timed-release thing," she reasoned, then went about her daily chores. When Maggie woke up an hour later, she eyed Marge carefully. What had changed?
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