Four panels are all you need to see me. Mere lines can be used to distinguish me, as I have been burned into the minds of many. I represent a tragedy, but I have become a comedy. What am I?

They call me mellow Living in a submarine But I'm not scared When I follow the brick road.

Round and sweet with a hole in the middle, A morning delight or an anytime nibble. Glazed and sprinkled, or perhaps plain, A circle of joy you can't quite explain.

I wake up as this, upset, but yet, nothing's bad. Sunny side up, is how I am. but I'm mad. what am I in?

It can be accomplished in many ways, with help or alone, sometimes using a shake or a twist. You don’t need any special equipment, but some people use it. It is rhythmic and emotional. Some methods are named after people, while others take the flavor of the area they originated. Anyone can do this, but some are terrible at it, like Elaine.