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It's "YEE-row" – Let's Get It Right!
Sayin’ it wrong? No need to fight.
It’s not "jai-ro" or "gee-ros" wild,
It’s "yee-row," baby—Mediterranean styled.

That “G” is silent, slick and sly,
Like gamma in Greek, just give it a try!
Now that you’re in on the tasty term,
Now you know

Gyro means “to turn,” you see,
A spinning spit of meat-y glee.
Lamb, chicken, pork—stacked high and tight,
Roasting slow, till the flavor’s right.

From ancient lands to city street,
This turning treat can’t be beat.
The Greeks got style, and flavor too,
Their gyro game? Forever true.

Came to the States in ‘65,
In Chi-town, gyros came alive.
George Apostolou brought the heat,
And now it’s a world-loved street food feat.

Fun gyro facts to make you wise:
The biggest one? Cyprus-sized!
Americans chow down every day,
Over 300K gyros served up, every day!